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388. Are you sure this is love?

Just unreasonable?

Tang Zheyi said to this: When I reason with you, you are shameless; I will lower my grades and see who is more shameless, but you will start to reason again?

What if you take all the good things in the world?!

The valley was extremely stuffy and the wind was blocked by the mountains around it, making the corpse qi here even more foul. Fortunately, as practitioners, they can hold their breath for a long time, otherwise they would be fainted.

How to say this taste is more smelly than salted fish, and it is also mixed with a little sour taste of smelly feet, which is endless and makes people unable to do it for a long time.

On the other side, Zhang Yue, who had vomited, weakly straightened her body. What surprised Qi Lu was that at this time the hatred in her eyes had almost disappeared, and instead she was deeply disgusted.

Yes, disgust.

She has been extremely pampered since she was a child, and she has never seen a corpse with such a serious degree of decay. Now she is suddenly seen. Not to mention that she is lucky enough to have three lives. Anyway, Jiang Lun's perfect image in her heart has disappeared at this moment.

Who said that being in love with each other is not about being in love? Isn’t this a living example? So what if you are childhood sweethearts, it’s not like that.

Few people care about whether the other person has an interesting soul when they are united. Instead, they first look at the head and look at it, and then think it is their own dish, so they eat it. If it is not their own dish, then they will go as far as they go.

Qi Lu couldn't help but want to interview Zhang Yue, who was pale and shaking, "Are you sure this is love?"

Of course, after observing Zhang Bingtian's expression, he wisely chose to give up.

The leader of Fengyi Sect is almost furious. At this time, there is still a relatively high risk of provoking the other party. Qi Lu feels that there is no need to show off his temporary pleasure and put himself in a dangerous situation.

"Why don't you start soon?"

Tang Zheyi looked at the other party, and his teasing gaze made Zhang Bingtian feel suffocated again. There seemed to be a mass of air in his chest, and he would not be able to vomit.

Time seemed to have fallen into stagnation, and the air became increasingly turbid. Even Feng Wu, who had been unable to speak, had a hint of hot sweat on his forehead, fearing that both sides would not be able to fight.

As long as he fights at this time, his Cangshan Sect will be really stable!

At that time, even if it was for the sake of being accustomed to the face, Tang Zheyi would not allow Feng Yizong to touch them.

But the ideal is full, but the reality is quite fucked. How could Tang Zheyi choose to conflict with Fengyi Sect for such a small matter? Feng Wu's little thoughts could not affect Tang Zheyi at all.

At this moment, Zhang Bingtian suddenly laughed and nodded, "I'm going to start as soon as possible."

After saying that, I took out a butterfly-shaped, almost transparent thing from the storage bag.

It is actually not accurate to say that it is a "thing". If you sense it carefully, you will find that it has spirituality and seems to have life. However, this type of life does not require breathing or eating to maintain life, but survive in a mysterious and unpredictable way.

The Rain Butterfly of Creation appeared in Zhang Bingtian's palm. The next moment, the other party slowly spread its wings, and as they danced up and down, a subtle airflow appeared from the wings.

Immediately, the airflow gradually became larger and blew on everyone's faces, like a knife slashing his face.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Qi Lu saw Zhang Bingtian shaking his palms gently. The Rain Butterfly of Creation flew in response to the sound, and the transparent wings reflected by the sunlight reflected a colorful light. A slight breath came from behind it, and Zhang Bingtian bounced his fingers and a drop of blood beads bounced on it.

The body of the Rain Butterfly of Creation is stained with dazzling red. What you see in your eyes seems to have a red blood rain where it flies. After absorbing Jiang Lun's breath, the Rain of Blood formed a light curtain and appeared in front of everyone.

"Is that advanced?"

Holographic automatic projection?

Qi Lu couldn't help but be shocked and muttered in his heart: "This is still a projection with automatic playback..."

This is the legendary "The technology is not enough, can magic tools be used to make up?"

At this time, Jiang Lun had already appeared in the blood-colored light curtain.

Jiang Lun, in the light curtain, was sitting alone under a tree, with her back straight, her eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, bright eyes and white teeth... Well, this is a description of girls. Overall, in terms of appearance, Jiang Lun can still be among the top.

Thinking of his current appearance, Zhang Yue couldn't help but retching again, and she really put on her pants and refused to recognize others.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yiwen appeared from the picture. The two seemed to be talking, but from the moment Zhang Yiwen appeared, although there was no sound in the picture, everyone could clearly feel that Jiang Lun's temperament had changed.

It was like the style of painting that suddenly changed from the previous calm and gentle wind to the gloomy style of the Resident Evil Doomsday Zombie. Zhang Yiwen kept explaining something, but Jiang Lun looked indifferent and took the lead in launching the attack.

"If you kill someone, you will always kill him. I'm afraid you won't blame others."

Tang Zheyi made an evaluation of this, which attracted Feng Wu's repeated nods, and Zhang Bingtian's face became darker and darker.

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? That's it.

Zhang Bingtian never expected that this was the case.

In fact, according to his design, even this is fine. At this time, the Cangshan Sect had been wiped out. As long as Feng Wu is killed, who can say a word?

But things are bad. He didn't expect that Tang Zheyi came so quickly and killed his plan alone. As a result, the Cangshan Tribunal is still stable, and Feng Wu will definitely not surrender.

With the support of Mingzong, Feng Wu felt that his whole temperament had been sublimated. At this time, he spoke carefully: "This is Jiang Lun's move first, our disciples are just protecting themselves!"

As he finished speaking, the picture turned around and several more figures appeared in it, but they were members of Zhang Yiwen's team.

The appearance of this scene made Feng Wu shut up immediately, thinking that after he returned, he would definitely punish those people! Is this what Zhang Yiwen did alone? It was clearly what you did together!

"One of them is not done by a hero."

"laugh!"

Qi Lu couldn't help but sneer at Zhang Bingtian's words, so he couldn't help but sneer and looked at the other party, "According to the Sect Master Zhang's intention, if Jiang Lun wants to kill my uncle, my uncle must be killed? Killing a chicken may also cause a claw to scratch his palm, let alone killing someone?"

"Can you speak here?"

Qi Lu smiled and then spit out a few words from his mouth.

"I, go, you, mom!"
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